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expiationlogs2023-11-02 11:17 pm
baldrshand) wrote in expiationlogs2023-11-02 11:17 pm
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My own self-fulfilled prophecy
Who: Ethlyn and Claude
Where: The apothecary
What: Ethlyn tries to serve her sentence.
Warnings: Content warnings should be here. If there's explicit content in your log, it should be locked.
Reflect on whether you must bear the responsibilities for a whole nation.
That was, more or less, what the sentence had been. It sounded too good to be true--all she had to do was go home and think for a while? Confide in a friend? She'd given Altena worse punishments than that for sneaking out of bed... still, it couldn't hurt. And if it got her a step closer back home, a step closer to saving her children from a grueling upbringing, she would take it. The next steps would be worse, she was sure... the labyrinth had shown that there was little this place couldn't do to them. She would rather have had the plant colossus return than face that terrible maze again.
She hadn't broached this as the reason for visiting Claude in his newly-claimed apothecary, though. No, this visit had a dual purpose: reflection, and also reassurance that he hadn't yet managed to fatally poison himself. Oh, and to see about trying to extract their own antibiotics in case of an emergency.
Ethlyn had made sure to bring some fresh snacks with her, along with her little containers of bread with mostly-green fuzz, and pushed the door open. "Claude? Is this a good time?"
Where: The apothecary
What: Ethlyn tries to serve her sentence.
Warnings: Content warnings should be here. If there's explicit content in your log, it should be locked.
Reflect on whether you must bear the responsibilities for a whole nation.
That was, more or less, what the sentence had been. It sounded too good to be true--all she had to do was go home and think for a while? Confide in a friend? She'd given Altena worse punishments than that for sneaking out of bed... still, it couldn't hurt. And if it got her a step closer back home, a step closer to saving her children from a grueling upbringing, she would take it. The next steps would be worse, she was sure... the labyrinth had shown that there was little this place couldn't do to them. She would rather have had the plant colossus return than face that terrible maze again.
She hadn't broached this as the reason for visiting Claude in his newly-claimed apothecary, though. No, this visit had a dual purpose: reflection, and also reassurance that he hadn't yet managed to fatally poison himself. Oh, and to see about trying to extract their own antibiotics in case of an emergency.
Ethlyn had made sure to bring some fresh snacks with her, along with her little containers of bread with mostly-green fuzz, and pushed the door open. "Claude? Is this a good time?"
no subject
He laces his fingers together atop the table between them, watching as Ethlyn's expression shifts, her stoicism a clear front for how difficult this must be to speak of. "So... this incognito Prince. On what grounds did he think you were hurting the townsfolk?"